Mitakuye Oyasin. A beautiful Lakota prayer that asks for the Creator’s blessing over everyone and everything on this Earth and honors the sacredness of each person’s individual spiritual path. In other words, it’s all inclusive. I was deeply touched after reading more about it in the following article.
This is a must share. The article titled “Why the Struggle at Standing Rock is Bigger Than One Pipeline” is linked below in red. I stand strong with the Sioux of Standing Rock and I stand strong to support all people everywhere. We deserve clean, pure water! In peace I stand with the Sioux to protect their sacred rights as well as to protect the water for all people across this Earth. May peace and justice prevail. Water is life!
For a while, after leaving my home health care position, I was set adrift at sea without an anchor. Knowing there was no destination in sight, I surrendered to the gentle flow of the current and allowed myself to float along until it led me to the next stop on my journey.
Surrendering is a beautiful process. It isn’t passive, as one would think; but rather it’s an active choice in which we willingly accept that which can’t be changed. This frees the individual of any fear or anxiety that may come from the unknown or from wanting to control a situation that we have no control over. It brings you to a place of peace. Always a good thing.
As one would imagine, eventually I was washed ashore and I could see a new vista on the horizon. It seems that I’m not quite done being a caregiver. This profession that I’ve loved dearly has now found a different place for me, no longer in people’s homes but rather out there in the world at large.
This time, my calling is a call to love, although I think that’s always been a part of it; however, this time I’ll use my voice and words to spread awareness in situations where greater clarity and attention are needed. My voice, whether spoken or written, will be used in a peaceful manner to unite people, to give hope, to share truths, to let the downtrodden and oppressed know that someone else out there sees them, and hears them, and is walking with them, as well as spreading their message and making their voices heard.
There seems to be no shortage of work in this area, so I expect to be very busy for quite a while. Oddly though, in this profession, the goal is to run out of work to do, thereby putting yourself out of business. So, I’ll be working to that end and looking forward to that day. See you out there on the road friends. Loving hearts prevail. Peace is the way.
Career status: as it turns out, I haven’t retired from the caregiving profession after all (as mentioned in my blog post entitled “Onward Goes the Journey”). In fact, it seems that I broadened the field. Instead of private duty positions in one person’s home, I’m now available globally! It’s not as daunting as it sounds, lol. I’ll do what I can from where I am, and if I can do something more, I will.
I’m also interested in reaching out to other writers who’d like to join forces (via our words and voices), to spread awareness about important issues in a peaceful manner.
A perfect example would be the ongoing pipeline protest situation at Standing Rock, which is getting very little media attention. I was able to speak with individuals today who have been there and some who live there. I asked how things are going and how we can be of assistance. They need our help and support desperately and they need food and supplies in order to continue with their efforts. Snow has already begun to fall in North Dakota, so cold weather essentials are needed as well. Check listings in your area to inquire about where to drop off donations.
I feel like I have an opportunity to get the truth out there regarding situations like this. I have a voice, I have writing skills and I have all manner of social media at my disposal. I alone can make a difference, but by joining forces with others who are interested in assisting, I can do so much more; rather, WE can do so much more.
Loving hearts prevail. Peace is the way!
*If interested in joining this mission, feel free to send me a message.
The ‘Mystical Adventures of the Plaid Hat’ is a new blog category I created. Posts in this category are about my day to day adventures in life. Quite often, I’m wearing my favorite plaid hat during these adventures, so that’s how I came up with the title. I’m often seen in my flowered khaki hat too; but that didn’t have the same ring to it, lol.
There are a few magical terms which are guaranteed to get me out of the house without fail. One is “funnel cake” and the other is “petting zoo.” When I was reading up on the the events at the Cleveland Apple Festival, my eyes were immediately drawn to those words and before long, we were in the car and heading downtown. That’s about a 10 minute drive in our area, if you take the scenic route. Anyway, I met some new friends in the animal and human kingdom and I enjoyed a freshly prepared funnel cake with my husband and sons. A word of advice: Stay until closing. The food vendors start reducing the prices drastically. Foods that were originally $6 start to sell for $1. That’s great news because that way, you can use the extra money to pay for your medical bills after having a coronary infarction due to the fried food consumption. Why does that dang stuff have to taste so good?!
Here are a few pics from the petting zoo.
Today was one of those days that gets away from you. I had a never-ending stream of thoughts and ideas fluttering around in my head, begging to be written down and transformed into meaningful words on paper; but there didn’t seem to be time for stillness in either my body or mind as the duties and activities of the day took precedence over my literary proclivities. Usually, in that situation, I do my best to get a few snippets recorded in the memo app of my phone. That way, I can revisit the ideas later and develop them into something more; but that wasn’t the case today and now, all these hours later, the dancing words have finally called it a day and have settled peacefully in some unreachable, remote corner of my imagination. I do hope they’ll come out to play again tomorrow.
Friends, I want to share some concerns with you today because the more I think about them, the more concerned I become and when that happens, I have two choices: talk or write. I’m a communicator and a writer, so that’s what I do.
Starting off, I’ll say that I have friends that are planning to vote for Hillary Clinton and friends that are planning to vote for Donald Trump. I view that as their own business and I leave it there. My way of looking at this is that we have the right to choose in this country. We have freedom of thought as well as the right to vote. Each person I’ve listened to (whether pro Hillary or pro Trump) has made their choice based on what they feel is right and important. I can’t fault them for that and under no circumstances will I allow differences of opinion to cause me to judge them or love them any less because doing so would be a construct of the ego and the ego always wants to be right so it tends to be an unfair, pushy tyrant. Love says “I respectfully disagree but I still hold you in the highest regard and I respect your sovereignty and free will.” Love has no need of being right. Love doesn’t vilify people for voting a certain way. Love does not shame and blame men and women, based on their gender, for voting a particular way or not voting a particular way. Love doesn’t yell and scream and have temper tantrums to the degree of a tyrannical five year old in an attempt to make others feel guilty, angry, and shameful about their choices. As we’ve seen, that doesn’t work anyway. It angers the targeted audience and causes them to stand firmer in their convictions which is a fine example of stubbornness teaming up with ego.
Now, I know people are angry and scared and concerned in regard to the election, but this is not the way to go about it. Children all over this country are watching our every move. This is what concerns me most of all because so far we’re teaching them that it’s ok to shame and blame people who think differently than we do. We’re saying it’s ok to force our opinions on others relentlessly when their opinions aren’t in accordance with our own. We’re showing that a person’s gender should dictate how they’re voting in this election and that it’s ok to shame and blame them if they don’t plan to vote accordingly.
Perhaps more than you realize, the children and adolescents are watching and listening and as a result, they’re scared and confused. On their behalf, as well as for ourselves and each other, I am imploring each of us to do better. We must. We have to. Do whatever works to remain peaceful. Don’t talk to those who cause you to respond with anger. Don’t listen to radio and television shows that get your blood boiling and limit or avoid that sort of thing online as well. Not only is it possible for us to have our own thoughts, preferences, and beliefs while remaining peaceful and inflicting them on no one, but it’s necessary, vitally necessary. Every day throughout our existence on this planet, we will encounter people who have an opinion that’s different from our own. We have to get used to that.
Consider for a moment that we aren’t being provided with all the facts. Consider that both sides of this election have obvious smear campaigns against each other and are using the media to spin things a certain way. Ponder the possibility that we’re being purposefully pitted against each other because a nation that’s at odds is easier to control. God forbid we should be tolerant, loving, and peaceful toward each other. There’s no drama to drum up in that to keep the animosity going.
Bottom line here, people assume that our country is at stake based on the results of the upcoming election and I’m not disagreeing with that but I’m suggesting that what’s more at stake is our ability to coexist here peacefully due to our inability to control our own emotions and get our egos to shut the hell up and sit down. We have the right to be ‘right’ in our own mind and the right to have intelligent discussions regarding why we feel that way, but keep it there, at that level. Let’s keep our inner tyrant as subdued as possible so that we don’t incite more fear, anger, hatred and discrimination amongst each other and our children. Remember, they’ll be voting some day too. Let’s show them how to choose in a peaceful manner.
And so it is that as a writer, when I am overcome with joy, it comes pouring out my fingertips and almost as if by magic, is transformed by some unseen force; whereupon the joy suddenly appears as words on paper, so that I can share it with all the world. Oh how I love to do that.
~ Yours Truly ~
I may be Ms. Happy Pants nowadays but that wasn’t always the case. I’ve walked through the fire and felt it’s burn more times than I can remember in this world. If you look closely, I’m sure there’s still an ash or two lingering in my hair… I kept walking though and one day I arrived on the other side. I can’t explain exactly how or when or why, I can only tell you that I did. I made it. Whole, worthy, and mostly unscathed. With a new perspective and a compassionate heart full of love and gratitude for all things and all people. I believe that in every moment of every day, life offers us the opportunity to arrive on the other side of the fire. It’s up to us to do what’s necessary to get there and that tends to be a bit different for everyone. It’s a very personal journey. It’s a life changer and a game changer. It’ll be the best thing you’ll ever do here. It’s a return to love and a return to your true, eternal self. So, what’s a few scorch marks in light of that kind of glory? I say burn baby, burn!!